C191 Crime of Harbouring

Huo Siming, whose head was drenched in sweat, had just let out a sigh of relief when he heard Lu Fei say: "There's something else.

Belt jacket?

When Huo Siming heard this voice, his entire body shivered. His face instantly became pale as beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his face.

What eyes did this person have!

How could he possibly see it!?

Sure enough